26 comments:

Get better soon - I expect you have just run yourself ragged not telling people to fuck off (even when they deserved it).Predictive text does my head in. It never, ever comes even close to what I thought I wanted to say. And I don't think I am even going to attempt voice to text. Damn it.

What Debra She Who Seeks said. I know the feeling. Cold knocked me off my feet and blog for 2 weeks, couldn't sleep and watched endless Petticoat Junction re-runs. Hard to believe that was ever a show. Still better than the infomercials.

Oh boy, thank you for giving me the perfect opportunity to share a story. I attended a city planning meeting and was seated next to the Assembly of God pastor. I was typing my notes on my Kindle notepad app which makes some strange corrections. The leader was giving us a website for the city and the preacher was helping me because I didn't get it and he was spelling it out for me. I was typing and not paying attention. Suddenly he laughed and I looked. I had typed fornication.com. He announced this to the whole group. Glad he had a good sense of humor.

I quit talking to my phone as she (I am assuming it's a she) can't understand me. I find it laughable that phones change non-swear words to swear words and often resort to name calling. (such as bitch or ass) The programmer of those devices is probably a sick fuck. But I guess I couldn't type that into my phone, huh?

I thought it was just me! That stupid microphone never recognizes what I mean to say, and I always blamed it on my Southern accent. And I am also pissed at the fact that when I'm saying "that fucking whoremouth" it translates it into a text message of censored f****** w**** mouth words.

I am an adult. I know what I meant to say. Don't censor me. I guess I have the opposite problem; I wish my phone was more "R" rated. ;-)